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HAPPY HUG A TINY DAY !!!!

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giants and humans in a war against each other the giants are huge, so to fight them, the humans build gigantic mechs that require several people to pilot them

maybe the giants wear power armor of their own, which conceals their human-like appearance, giving them the outward appearance of giant robots themselves. the humans perceive the giants as mindless mechanical monsters at first. It's not until one of the giants has their helmet broken/taken off during a fight that the opposing mech team realizes they've been fighting actual (giant) people.

as for how the giants perceive the humans, it varies. some look down on them (in more ways than one), thinking to themselves things like "look at the lengths they have to go to in order to even come close to our power" in response to their mechs. others think "but the humans are so tiny and cute !! do we really have to fight them? :(" while other giants still are more neutral in their opinions towards them there are moments of mercy. like a giant manages to get the upper hand on a human mech. the giant completely decimates the machinery, even prying open the cockpit and exposing the pilots. obviously the humans are gonna be terrified beyond belief, thinking that it's the end for them. But the giant just stares at them for a bit and then... just leaves. they've already decommissioned the mech, it would just be senseless to add to the violence and actually take lives. and of course throughout the whole thing, there are giants and humans who come together and befriend each other. civilians of both sides who don't want war. regular people, both human and giants, who just want to coexist peacefully with each other.

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"thanks Snake :)" -----------------------------------------------------------

i drew something for hug a giant day this year !!!!

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"Listen, I didn't know those were yours!"

"What even are you?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

my friend and I did one of those 'two artist, one reference' challenges, and I drew my character Hektor for it because he's borrower-adjacent so it fit the pose (funny thing is, my friend doesn't know I'm into gt). then we kinda got carried away and now we're making more of the two of them lol

my friends character is named Eve and she has a sort of brother-sister relationship with Hektor. She likes to play pranks on him (never any that put him in serious danger) and they like to play video games together.

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Tinies and giants that are just like slightly not human are amazing?

Tinies with tails? Amazing.

Giants with unnaturally long nails that border one being claws? Perfect.

Maybe both that just make odd sounds, chirping, purring, growling slightly.

Or maybe just like things that they'd be better at then the average person. I like to imagine tinies have ALOT better balance and can stand on a steeper incline then a regular human. Or that giants are more agile than a normal person so that they can traverse the terrain easier without destroying shit.

It also makes for very good word building.

Im gonna write soon🤞

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gt july day 15 - choose your own(aka and they were roommates)

Grant had used Instagram to help him find a roommate, even though his parents had argued with him about it. They thought that because of his..issues, he would be better off commuting to school every day. And while his family home was only a 15 minute bus ride away from the college, he still wanted to stay on campus and get the full experience. Luckily, he found someone named Marley. He scrolled through their pictures and got the idea that the two of them would get along, so he asked if they needed a roommate. They had agreed, and the two had begun messaging back and forth for the month leading up to orientation. 

Grant had gotten to his room early, and his parents helped him set up for a few hours before he was finally able to convince them to leave. Once the door was safely shut and locked, Grant let out a sigh and laid back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He relaxed into the mattress, and it already felt like he was free. He had been home schooled for most of his life as a result of his...issues, and that left him little time to himself. He cherished the silence for a moment, glancing at the posters he had hung on the walls. Nothing was framed, his computer had an extra protective case, and as long as nothing else he brought in was breakable, he'd be good to go. 

See, the one thing Grant had neglected to tell Marley was about his issues. When he was young, he was cursed by some sort of forest creature, and now anytime he broke something, he could grow to exponential proportions. It was the reason he had never had a sleepover, the reason he was socially stunted, the reason he wasn't allowed to go too far for college. All because of the stupid curse that had been placed on him when he was a reckless child.

Then, he heard something scuffling against the door, and he sat up in bed, quickly getting up to check it out. It was probably his parents trying to get back in, but when the door swung open it turned out to be Marley. Their room key was in their mouth, a bag behind them and several rolled-up posters tucked under their other arm. They stepped in, letting the door hit their side. Grant winced a little at the thump it made, but continued to watch them enter the room.

"Hey Grant!" Their voice sounded weird with the room key still between their teeth. Grant stood still, arms coming up.

"Anything I can help you bring in?" He asked, walking over to Marley. In turn, they set their bag down and took the key card out of their mouth.

"Nah," they began, wiping the key card off on their pants. "I didn't bring anything too special. Just clothes 'n stuff." He almost envied the way they didn't have to carefully measure each movement, how they were able to be free in their own body. "I can put all of this away later if you want to do something." They suggested, and Grant shrugged.

"Did you have something in mind?" He asked, trying to relax and lean against his bedframe. It creaked and he flinched forward. Marley rose an eyebrow, but shook it off. He hoped he wasn't coming off too weird or awkward. 

"Yeah, we could go for a hike, or..." Grant stopped listening after the first suggestion. There was now a high possibility that Marley would find out his secret before he could deduce it was safe. He wished he could've had his own room, but freshmen were forced to room with someone. He groaned mentally, then realized he had checked out of what Marley was saying and checked back in as they were finishing up. "...I guess we could also play like, twenty questions or something. We could stay here for that if you wanted." Grant nodded quickly. 

"Yeah, that sounds good. You-you could unpack while we play." He suggested, though he knew it was just overall much smarter for him to avoid going out into the world where there were far more breakable objects. 

"That sounds good to me." Marley smiled. Somehow, Grant figured that this would go his way for once.

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Giant who went to great lengths to take a tiny out to to their house, build them a place to sleep and go through a ton of effort to make their house accessible for a tiny to live in.

Tiny walking up to the giant to ask if the giant hates them for the 12th time that day because the giants tone was slightly off.

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gt july day 12 - nature (aka dangerous, dangerous curiousity pt 1)

(please ignore that I skipped 11 and the fact that I'm technically posting this on the 14th...)

They were a sprite, the earth mother had explained, as they were born from a sturdy oak tree. But then, for years, they were alone. No creature, not even a deer, wanted to talk to them. It seemed as though there was something off about them, like they had been cooked too long and nobody wanted to be around the burnt smell. They had never been given a name, though each night they would stare into the sky at the pretty blinking lights and wish the earth mother would give them one. Every creature they watched had names, down to the lice living in a foxes coat. So, they decided the reason nobody wanted anything to do with them was due to the fact that they were nameless. 

But the thing about loneliness is that it doesn't lessen with time. The more time they spent away from conversation and others, the more time their own thoughts had to turn against them, to tell them that the earth mother was wrong for making them the way that they were, and that they were wrong in some way. It would reflect in their form, the way they would flicker and shrink down to take up less room. Some days, it was nice to be sturdy like their oak father. But others, their large form would get in the way. They were too big, too nameless, too wrong to be a creature of the earth mother. That was, until they saw the humans. 

They were smaller than they were, but typically lankier and had long, stretching limbs and oddly shaped fingers. Though the other creatures would mutter about their ugliness, they found them slightly endearing. They began to shape themself to look more like humans, if only a little. Prior to this, their favorite creature had been the bears, so they tried to look like them. But they had never done it right, so they were outcast from dens and left out in the cold during winter. There were flaws in the way bears were shaped that humans did not have, but, there were also flaws in the way humans were shaped that bears did not have. So they remained sturdy, but gave themself better fingers, less of a snout. They let his ears slide down so they would sit closer to the sides of their head, but left it so that they could rotate. Even though they had made these changes, interactions with humans still weren’t…great.

For one, they didn’t speak the language fluently, they only knew a few phrases. Greetings, mostly, since humans weren’t natural to their habitat and they didn’t grow up surrounded by the human language. But, they couldn’t blame it only on that. 

It seemed their size and form were the main part of the problem, since they remained tall like their oak father and sturdy like the bears. They had hoped that it wouldn’t matter, since they had the gentleness of their earth mother. They were far larger than the humans, and, when they looked at themself in the reflection of a nearby creek, they would realize that they could possibly be coming off as intimidating. Eventually, less and less humans would come around their park, and they would have fewer and fewer situations in which they could interact with the funny creatures. But that only fed their curiosity. They wanted - no - needed to find somewhere to belong and fit in. For their entire life they had watched every creature have some sort of family or community to be in, and they longed for their own.

Naturally, their fears of never finding somewhere to belong would intensify as the humans disappeared from their home, and eventually, even the humans' wooden structures would rot away in the rain. They worried the species had completely died out, at least until they spotted one wearing things they had never really seen before. The human was wearing clothing, which was a term they had picked up from the gossip of others around them, but its clothes were different. It looked as though this human were trying to blend into its surroundings, which they found quite cute. Nothing around here would truly believe the fake sticks and leaves made into its shirt were real. They would continue to watch as the human set up a shelter. A little ways before the sun set, they would watch as the human brought a strange stick and net out to the creek. It would make a throwing motion with it, and some sort of string would fly out over the water and land in it. Eventually, it would stand up once the stick began to bend, and then they watched as it pulled and pulled. The human would pull a fish right out of the water with its stick and take it back to its shelter. There, it would start a bright, flickering thing in a pit it had made out of rocks and put the fish in it.

Once the meat had changed color, they watched as the human ate it, and then watched as it went into its shelter. It was only until long after the sun had set that they decided to get closer. They wouldn’t mess it up this time.

Unfortunately, the shelter was closed off somewhere, and they couldn’t quite figure out where. So, they stalked around the weird structure, before realizing that it was made out of a thinner material that could probably be broken. They pondered for a moment, wondering if the human would freak out if they got into its den. Every time something similar happened to them, it was okay as long as the creature entering their space didn’t take anything. And they weren't planning on taking anything, so they presumed it would be fine. They quickly changed his hand to wield the strong claws of a brown bear, and sliced through the material of the human den. The wall of the structure fell away from where their claws had torn at it, and now they could see the human much closer. 

There was only one small problem. He was awake and screamed at them.

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gt july day 10 - observe

Since befriending Caleb, Snake had observed a few strange things about him. He would do the exact same thing every morning, as though his internal schedule was set to the very second. He’d eat the same thing for lunch every day - a grilled cheese dipped into tomato soup with a side of those potato sticks - no matter what the weather was. They couldn’t remember the last time the house they lived in smelled so bland. The older gentleman who used to live there would make fantastic smelling meals with spices Snake had never heard of. Caleb would eat almost the same thing every night for dinner, if he even tried to cook it at all. He seemed to only know how to use the microwave, and every time Snake would sneak through the cabinet, they wouldn’t find any sort of spice like the old ones. 

They missed it. Snake missed those smells a lot. They missed the variation of meals every night, how even after the scraps had sat on top of the trash they still tasted good. Now, they were eating hot but extremely bland meals, and they almost said something about it. That was, until they observed Caleb a little longer.

He’d have some sort of meeting every other week on one of those moving picture-boxes with a person. He’d discuss his life and the details of how he was doing. That was how Snake learned his mother had passed away from some sort of illness, which caused him to move since she could no longer take care of him. As much as Snake wanted to comfort him over this, there was no way Caleb would think it was okay that they were spying on him. 

But that wasn’t all. Caleb had an illness of his own, though it wasn’t some sort of physical illness. It was something that plagued his mind and would never go away. There was no cure, no medicine for what he had, but he seemed to be okay with that. Snake couldn’t understand that. But, the illness Caleb had didn’t seem to make him miserable, and the person he had the meetings with would always applaud the things he had done well. She was nice to him, and it was then Snake was able to put together the dots of Caleb's loneliness. 

Whatever mental illness Caleb had was causing him issues with building relationships, and it made sense why he was so desperate to have Snake as a friend. Well, it sort of made sense to them. They still wondered why he’d want a groundling as a friend. Snake was so much smaller than he was, there was nothing they could ever do to make him feel better, not like the other person on that picture box he talked to. They couldn’t offer him the words of affirmation he needed, because they couldn’t offer words at all. This was the first time in their entire life when they resented themself for feeling unable to speak. It was especially annoying because they could talk to other groundlings without any issue, unless a human or other large animal was present. They knew why they couldn’t speak, of course, but they weren’t quite ready to come to terms with that yet. Unfortunately, Snakes thinking time was up when they saw Caleb get up from the big comfy chair and stretch.

“Snake? I’m up for a lesson if you’re willing to come out and teach me?” He asked, and Snake fumbled on the shelf they had been watching him from. They weren’t sure where to go now that Caleb wasn’t distracted, since they didn’t have an entrance up here. Not to mention it was strange to be looking down on Caleb, and he definitely wouldn’t notice them unless they spoke up. Caleb just stood there, drumming repeatedly on his right thigh in the same pattern over and over. Snake was still figuring out what to do when they tripped backwards over their own rope and fell off of the top shelf. 

Snake let out a scream as they fell, the loudest sound they had ever made, and pinched their eyes shut. They expected death, but instead they were met with the palms of Caleb's hands. Luckily, the worst of what happened was the wind getting knocked out of their lungs. They gasped for breath, trying to recover and sit up.

“Oh my god, Snake! Are you okay! What were you doing up there?” Caleb was quick to wrap his fingers around them, and they inhaled sharply at the approaching appendages. They still weren’t quite used to the fact he was immensely larger than they were, and they still weren’t quite used to the idea that he would hold them at any chance he got. “I’m so glad I caught you, I heard you scream and just lunged forward, are you okay?!” Caleb was very loud, and very close. Snake was immediately overwhelmed with him, and regretted being on top of the shelves in the first place. They wriggled around in his grasp, eventually freeing one arm so he could try and communicate with him. They nodded, and at the same time tried freeing their other arm. Caleb got the hint though, and suddenly they were sitting back in his palms. The fingertips of his right hand were twitching in the same pattern as when they were tapping on his thigh just moments before, but now a lot more frantically. 

“Are you sure? I-I don’t want you to be hurt or anything.” He moved them around in his hands gently, checking them over himself. Snake nodded again, pushing at one of his fingers. “Okay. Would you be up for teaching me a few signs?”

Snake just nodded.

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Can't sleep so I'm just gonna write a short G/t story with 'myself' in it.

(Also the characters in this story are some I accidentally made up while camping, so is the world.)

(Also also, Allor is pronounced Ayorr, the double Ls making the y sound and rolling the R)

(Also also also, a Ness is basically a superpower. Though my sibling, Caydyn, says it's like a Quirk from MHA)

I ride my bike, I enjoy the wind. I am camping, this is where I'm at peace. The park rangers here are my friends from school, Allor and Teenie/Itsy. They don't know their Nesses yet. Neither do I.

Allor is only 16 but is a 6'7 giant, he is the more gentle of the two.

Teenie is also 16 but she is 4'10. We don't make fun of her though, she is very tough.

"Onyx!" Allor calls to me, "You got a call from your mom again."

"Ughhh" I sigh and turn my bike around. "I thought the rules were no phone, isn't there terrible service out here?"

"Yes, but you mom finds her ways." He checks his pockets and frowns, "Teenie has my phone."

He jogs alongside by bike. But we almost run into something: a bear. I stifle a scream and stop my bike. I look to Allor, he seemed worried.

"Hey Mx. Bear," Allor tries to stay calm, I can tell he's failing. Teenie's the one who's good with animals, not him, but she's not here. "Could you please let me and my friend through?"

The bear eyes him then growls. He backs up, "Onyx, watch out, run, try to contact Teenie." He looks worried and afraid, making me that too, great.

The bear charges and roars. I peddle away, even though I don't want to leave Allor. Though I do cry out, "Allor!"

I'm all of the sudden pushed by something from behind. I don't want to turn around, I'm afraid. Then I notice something the bear stopped roaring.

I slowly turn around, only to be met with a wall of brown. I stop my bike.

My brow furrows, the texture kind of reminds me of Allor's hiking boot. It moves, the ground rumbles. I look up, the brown wall is connected to something white, which then connects to something else brown that kind of looks like skin--

It moves again, this time the brown wall rises above my head and lands behind me, there is another one in front of me too. But no Allor, what happened to him?

The other brown thing moves, in the same movement as the previous one, up and over my head. It looks about double the size of a standard(29 foot) trailer, in length.

The bear is gone too.

"Allor?! Allor?!" I call out.

No reply---

A thunderous sound rings above me, it sound like it's saying my name. Weird.

It happens again.

I turn around, huh, the brown walls look kind of like Allor's hiking boots, wait--

"ALLOR?!" I call out. The whole thing in front of my shifts.

I hear the thunderous sound, it sounds even more like it's saying my name.

Realization hits me like a wave.

The brown walls in front of me are Allor's hiking boots. The brown stuff above that is skin. The giant thing in front of me is Allor. This is his Ness.

The sky seems like it's falling as Allor bends down. He is absolutely huge, I want to mount my bike and peddle away.

His face comes into view.

I mount my bike.

I peddle away.

I

AM

SCARED.

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gt july day 9 - blunder

(part 2 to this)

Mia rummaged through the bathroom cabinets, searching for some ibuprofen, when it occurred to her that perhaps the tiny bird woman sitting on her windowsill couldn't take that. So instead, she grabbed some ice out of the freezer and plastic baggy to put it in. She returned, and the pink-feathered person she had talked to earlier was still sitting there, looking at her. Her lips moved, and Mia realized her hearing aids weren't turned on. She set the ice beside the bird woman and fiddled with her aids for a moment.

"Are you a good or a bad human?" The bird woman asked, seemingly completely unafraid. Mia was still nervous.

"Good, I think? I-I don't really know what you mean by that." She replied, passing the ice to the tiny woman. "Here, you can use this to help with the pain."

"You can call me Rosa, if you'd like." She smiled, her tiny hands grasping at the baggy full of ice. Mia relinquished her hold, and luckily the bag didn't tip over or spill. Rosa pressed it to her front, wincing. "I'm sorry you had to watch me do something so...stupid. I promise I'm fairly graceful when I'm flying."

"Oh, I-I wouldn't dare to think otherwise." Mia went along with her joking tone. "I'm Mia, by the way." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"That wire, by your ears, what's it do?" Rosa asked, squinting as though trying to get a better look before remembering herself. "If-If that's okay to ask about, of course. I know I'm a total stranger and all." She backpedaled, her wings tilting down. It was then Mia noticed a small feather-tipped tail sitting beside Rosa. She wondered what exactly the bird woman was for a minute.

"Oh, it's just my hearing aids. I-I developed some pretty severe hearing loss after an ear infection as a baby. It's okay now, though." Mia said, letting her fingers brush at the wires.

"I see." Rosa fiddled with her hands. "I don't know if it's the same...but..." Mia watched as her tiny fingers moved, and her hands tipped in before flicking out. "What's up?" She said at the same time. Her hands returned to hugging the ice pack.

"You...you know sign?" Mia's voice went quiet.

"Yeah. It's the best silent communication method to avoid being caught by-" Rosa cut herself off. "And well, I had a friend who struggled with selective mutism when I was younger. They mostly taught me sign." Mia thought back to her own childhood, before she had her hearing aids. No kid around her really bothered to learn sign, and adults besides her parents would just call for an interpreter in most situations.

"Do you...have any place to be?" Mia asked, hoping they would be able to talk more.

"Not at all. Besides my stupidity earlier, I haven't done much else today." Rosa shrugged. Mia smiled.

This was quite possibly the luckiest blunder ever made.

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My favorite g/t dynamic is overly friendly and playful giant with grumpy and serious tiny.

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gt july day 8 - blinded

Thimbleweed was still getting used to being half-blind. It was a daily struggle just to walk around, and they hated relying on Goosefoot to help them get places. They would constantly misjudge how far away a wall was and smack right into it, or well...

Thimbleweed was currently in a...situation. They had misjudged the distance between the shelves on the bookshelf, and now they were dangling off of the shelf below where they usually sat to talk to Carter. Their arms ached, and they couldn't pull themself up all the way. Thimbleweed would need help, but how the hell would they get it?

"You've been quieter than normal." Carter said, and suddenly his voice sounded closer. "Did I...do something wrong?" Thimbleweed inhaled, trying not to panic further as it would probably send them over the edge, both literally and figuratively.

"No, you-you didn't do anything wrong. I..." Thimbleweed bit back their fear. "I need you to get Miss Goosefoot." They knew they could hold on for as long as they needed to, but it was frustrating to be trapped in this position.

"Are you hurt? Oh, oh no..." Carter's voice got quiet. "I-I'll go get Miss Goosefoot, it's going to be okay!" His steps shook the room as he made a quick exit, and Thimbleweed struggled to maintain their grip on the shelf. They tried again to pull themself up and heave themself over, but they couldn't do it. They grumbled a curse or two to themself, as they knew they could've accomplished a similar feat a mere two weeks ago. They hated how weak they had become due to their injuries.

"Thimbleweed? Where are you!" Carter had returned, thundering steps and all. "I got Miss Goosefoot." Thimbleweed sucked in air before they called out again.

"Down-down here!" They called. There was a thud as Carter dropped to one knee and released Goosefoot onto the shelf Thimbleweed was on. She appeared through the books, scanning for them before she spotted them. Her tail was pointed up and stiff, her ears perked up and moving to help catch any possible sound. Thimbleweed almost softened their opinion of her at the visible worry. Almost.

"Are you alright, dear?" She asked, hurrying over and grabbing their wrists. She helped pull them up with a grunt, and Thimbleweed heaved out a breath of relief.

"I, uh, I still need to get used to being blinded." They said sheepishly, still appreciative that she had come without mocking them.

"Okay. We can work on that-"

"Are they okay Miss Goosefoot?" Carter's voice interrupted her. Thimbleweed stiffened at the loud noise, and Goosefoot put a comforting hand on their shoulder.

"They're fine now, Carter. I'm going to take them back home."

"Are-Are they hurt?" He sounded distressed.

"I-I'm not hurt, Carter. I just...needed some help." Thimbleweed said. They had barely managed it, but Goosefoot squeezed their shoulder in praise.

Yes, Thimbleweed was still getting used to being half-blind, but at least they weren't doing it alone.

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Since i'm going to be gone for a week i'm gonna post this....

Chapter 2:

Noi didn’t know what to think about the earlier encounter. This was the first time in his life that he had ever seen a human. And man, they were small. Much, much smaller than he had ever thought they’d be. He stared at the ceiling, was he too harsh? He sure thought so. Should he have left the miniscule being outside? What if the small one got hurt? He felt really bad now. 

When he had put the human down in the grass he lost sight of her almost immediately. When he had stood up to head back inside he was afraid that he would step on her. He wondered what he looked like in her eyes. She had looked terrified when he first saw her. She had cried when he attempted to inspect her. She had brown hair and it looked like green eyes, and lots of freckles, but he could just barely tell.

He had held her so carefully and so lightly, but the human girl had looked like she was in pain. She had cut him, it didn’t hurt but it had caused him to bleed a little, but she had gotten so soaked from just one drop of his blood. Oh, and he felt so guilty when he broke her sword, “Oh!” That time he said it aloud. That sword was her only defense and I took that away. Now she’s defenseless outside….. He didn’t finish that thought. “Nope, I’m gonna sleep now. Not gonna think about it.”

With that he went to sleep.

Yawn “Huh, that was a weird dream. A human? Here? Definitely a dream.” He sat up. “Agh, my hair! It’s a mess.” He grabbed his brush and pulled it through a tangle. “This is why I don’t sleep with my hair down.” He stood up, “This is gonna take forever.” He positioned his monocle and looked in the mirror, “Oh, wow, that looks worse than I thought.” His long hair was an absolute mess.

52 minutes later

“Ughhhh, finally!” Noi brushed the last tangle out of his hair. He looked back into the mirror, “Alright, now to braid it.” He put a hair tie on his wrist and separated his hair into three parts, perfectly even, and started braiding. 

37 minutes later

“Aaaaand done!” He tied off the braid. “Agggh, my arms are so sore.” He flopped backwards. “It’s always worth it though, I love my hair.” Noi stood up and stretched. He admired his hair, it shimmered in the sunlight, “Definitely worth it.”

Noi opened his closet, “What to wear, what to wear…aha!” He pulled out a light green sweater vest, a plain white tunic, and a green plaid skirt. He pulled off his night clothes and changed into the clothes. “Yes, this looks absolutely marvelous.” He flattened out the skirt, “Lovely, now time for breakfast.” Noi walked to the kitchen.

Noi dropped some tea leaves and herbs into his mug. “Tea? Yes please.” He lit a fire, filled a kettle with water, and hung the kettle over the fire to heat up. His foot tapped. He felt as he blinked and his eyelash fluttered across the lens of his monocle. He was aware of the small bubbling of the water in the kettle. He could feel that one hair that was sticking out of his braid. He was also completely aware of the jar on the shelf that was slightly askew and didn’t fit in an organized manner. The clock ticked. The lavender was too close to the rosewater. There was an odd number of cucumbers in the pickle jar. His monocle was just slightly offset from its regular position. His skirt was not sitting flat on his legs. There was a string touching his ankle for the socks he was wearing. He heard the–

“I’m getting my earplugs!” Noi fixed his monocle, cut the string on his sock, hid the pickle jar, moved the rosewater, moved the jar to a different shelf, flattened his skirt, and ran to his room and put his earplugs in. “Sigh.” The kettle whistled, through the earplugs, “Finally the tea is done. I need something to focus on.” He poured the water into his mug. The water pigmented slowly, meaning the flavor was spreading. He could smell the flavor in the steam. “Sigh tea.” he blew on the tea to cool it, he watched as the tea rippled from his breath. 

Noi moved from the counter to his chair. Today, he decided, he was going to pick his tomatoes (without dropping any) and maybe make salsa. On the way to his chair something poked his socked left foot. “Ay! What was that?” He sat down in his chair, took off his sock, and lifted his foot to his lap. “....oh….” The blade of a microscopic sword was stuck in his foot like a splinter. “It wasn’t a dream…CRAP!” He attempted to get the splinter/sword out of his foot, but failed miserably. 

“She’s probably dead! I killed her. I left her outside. What the flip is wrong with me?! I left her completely defenseless! I’m an idiot!” He set his tea down. He rarely raised his voice higher than a speaking level. He should go look for her, she was so small there was no way she could’ve gotten far. Right? He stood up and turned back to his tea, he would just leave it there so he could start looking now. “I left her by the garden.” He went to the door and slipped on his shoes. “She couldn’t have gotten too far.” He told himself.

Once Noi stepped outside he breathed in the refreshing air. He was about to take a step but realized it would be much smarter as to watch where he was going. For he really did not want to step on or hurt/kill a human. He thought of how small she was, how he had lost her in the grass, and how she– Wait, Noi had been so impolite! He never asked her name. He mentally face palmed for being so inconsiderate. “Well if I find her and she’s not dead, I’ll ask her name.” 

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THUMP THUMP  The thunderous sound shook the ground. Lani jolted up. Had she fallen asleep? No, no there was no way she would’ve fallen asleep. Where was she again? And what was that noise? She blinked drowsiness out of her eyes and looked around. Riiiiight. I’m in the land of the giants and –HOLY GODS ALMIGHTY! She watched as the grass beside her was instantly crushed under a house-sized boot. She pressed her back against the rocky ledge in front of the giant cottage. She stared up, the same giant –Duh, he lives here. was lumbering out of the cottage. 

She turned around, her body was still very sore from all of yesterday’s climbing, but regardless she climbed the ledge, again. She then ran inside, being chased by the giant door. Again she took in the sights around her. Lani felt like the cottage was cozy, but it was also huge. If she could just find her sword –oh yeah, the giant broke it. Well, if she could find the two pieces of it, she might be able to put it back together. 

Her pa, Roy, had given that sword to her. On her birthday before they left and…that’s why she was here. Not just for the tomato, not just about the beanstalk, but for the 18 heroes that had disappeared ten years ago. She wanted her dads back.

Ten years ago a beanstalk had grown, in the exact area it was now, and a giant had climbed down. Her dads, being part of the Queens’ Heroes, had to go and fight the beast. It was on her ninth birthday actually. It was the biggest threat they had ever faced, all of the heroes were sent, well technically only the ones in the area. 18 heroes had been taken that day, her dads were some of those.

Lani searched the floor for ages. She ended up finishing her jerky and water. She also ended up finding the part with the hilt, but the blade part was nowhere to be seen. Lani had checked all around the counter, which is where she found the hilt bit, and never found it. “It couldn’t have gone too far. He dropped it right here, right?” 

She slipped under the overhang of the counter, nothing. She checked around the perimeter of the counter, nothing. She even climbed the counter again, nothing. “There’s no point in having a sword if I don’t even have a blade! And this was Pa’s sword….” She studied the hilt, “How I miss them. Dad and Pa…I have to find them! I can’t give up.” She then proceeded to climb back down the counter.

THUMP THUMP That sound/feeling rattled Lani’s bones.

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After about an hour of looking, Noi gave up. “She’s dead! I killed her! This is my fault!” His own voice rang in his ears, “Stupid voice.” He stepped back into the house. All of his attention was taken back to the small poke on the bottom of his foot. How could such a small thing be such a big annoyance? He crossed back to his chair and sat down. Carefully taking off his socks and shoes. He placed them down neatly and then proceeded to rest his foot on his lap, again. 

“Tweezers. I need tweezers.” He opened a drawer in his side table and searched for his tweezers. He found them. “Wow. The human’s only defense is literally stuck in my foot.” He started attempting to get the splinter/sword out of his foot. “Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.” Noi almost got it out, but it slipped from the tweezers. “Oh gods.”

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“Is that my blade?” She stared as the giant tried to get some sort of splinter out of his foot. A glint from the object caught her gaze, “No......It is, isn't it.” She sighed, “A mighty blade, Pa’s old blade, reduced to a giant’s splinter.” She gripped the hilt in her hand, “I need that blade back.” She retied her hair which had fallen out. “Even if it means facing a giant.” I don’t have a sword…it’s in the giant’s foot. 

She then, like the totally sane person she was, voluntarily headed towards the giant. 

Which took longer than she had expected. Lani was still shocked at the sheer size of the giant. It was as if a mountain came to life and looked like a human. She hid behind a boot the size of a house. She didn’t exactly know how she should go about this. Thoughts raced through her mind , Maybe I could just run out there and scream. I could stab him with the bit of blade on this hilt.  Maybe I could– Her thoughts were completely interrupted as she was blown off her feet.

She turned, being met, most literally, face to face with the giant. “I’m sorry.” The giant spoke, “What is your name?” This time his voice was not like a blaring horn, but an average persons’ speaking voice. She held up her hilt, meant in an intimidating way, but probably just looked like a weak gesture. “Oh yeah…I’m very sorry about that.” He gestured to his foot. “I’m Noi.”

“Noi! I-I-I am sigh Lani!” Lani felt weird, exchanging formalities with a giant? Weirdest thing she’d ever done. She watched as the giant–sorry, Noi’s face scrunched up. “Gods, there’s no need to yell. I’m more aware now.”

“What?!”

“Stop yelling, please.” Noi’s hands clamped over his ears. How did he know she was yelling?

“Sorry-” She was apologizing to a giant now? What? “So, Noi, my blade is stuck in your foot?”

“Gods, that sounds weird being said out loud by someone else, but yes.” He looked very guilty. “And I, um, can’t exactly get it out…” Noi sighed. A gust of wind ruffled Lani’s clothing and hair. “Listen, Noi,” She said his name as if it tasted bad, “I kinda need that sword back.”

“I understand that but-”

“Give me your foot.” Lani demanded.

“What?”

“I’m getting my blade back. Give me your foot.” Lani’s voice was stern.

The mountain of a person shifted before her. A few seconds later she was met with a house sized, bare-foot in front of her. It was awkwardly positioned and Lani could see the glint of her sword in the heel of Noi’s foot. “Here we go.” Lani gripped a bit of the thick skin in her hand, she felt the surface below her twitch. 

“Noi,” she said sternly, “Don’t move.”

“Sorry, sorry. I’m try not to.” His voice sounded stressed, “It’s just I know you’re there and it’s just…” He trailed off.

“I’m just here to get my blade.” Lani whispered to herself.

“I know that and I’m really sorry about breaking it.” 

“What!?” Noi heard her whisper?!

“I said I know that’s the only reason why you came back and I’m sor-”

“How did you hear me?” She interrupted.

“Well you spoke so-”

“I whispered. And I’m on your foot, the bottom of your foot. How did you hear me?”

“Oh that….” Noi sighed, “I have weirdly enhanced senses, I guess. What you heard yesterday, that was my ‘regular speaking’ voice. And I’m sorry, I know it’s loud and I can’t stand it. I’m not sure what happened to me yesterday, but I am so sorry.”

“So that’s how you knew I was yelling?”

New officially weirdest Lani’d ever done. Have a conversation, with a giant, on his foot. Specifically an awkward, nice(?), giant, who had sensory issues. Right now her goal was to get her sword back, not chat with some awkward, large, weirdo (while on his foot). She also had the task of getting her dads, and the other 16 heroes, back. She had already figured out where the beanstalk and tomato had come from: Noi’s garden.

“Yes. I, again, am very sorry about everything. I guess I kinda just panicked yesterday.” Lani grabbed the bit of the blade that had been connected to the hilt. She held Noi’s skin tighter with her left hand and pulled the blade with her right. “Oh.” An idea popped into Lani’s head. She got a nice grip on the sword’s base, the skin beneath her left hand twitched again. She let go, grabbed the sword with her left hand and tugged. She fell, blade in her hand.

“YES!” She held up her blade in triumph . That earned a wince from Noi. “Sorry.” She quieted down. 

“You got it. Thank goodness” Noi laid back.

Lani thought for a moment, “Noi, how old were you 10 years ago?”

“Wha-okay, um, I was eight.”

“By any chance did you see or hear a giant going down a beanstalk in this location 10 years ago?” Lani wanted answers. Wait, I’m older than this giant?

“Well, no.” Noi sat back up. Lani shuddered. “Well I wasn’t here for most of the year when I was eight. I was at my mum’s place.”

“Oh…” Lani sighed.

“I’m sorry, why do you need to know this stuff?”

“Oh, well, 10 years ago a giant came down from the-from here and my parents were taken.”

“Oh…I’m sorry.” Noi paused for a moment. “I can tell you who was watching over the house, 10 years ago.”

Lani perked up at that, “Really?”

“Yeah. His name is Kako.” Noi frowned, “He wasn’t very nice and only really did it for the money.”

“Sounds like the type of guy to kidnap humans.” Lani placed her hilt and blade together. Noi looked down at her. “How are you gonna fix it?”

“Watch this. I know one mending spell.” Lani placed a hand over the broken bit. “Επιδιόρθωσε και θεράπευσε αυτό το σπαθί.” The sword appeared to have fixed itself. “See? Good as new.” 

“Oh wow.” Noi shifted, his face inching closer to Lani and the sword. 

“So, where does this Kako live?” 

“Just a short walk away–for me that is. I can help get you there.”

“I don’t need your help.”

“But-” Noi couldn’t finish.

“Fine. Just get me there. Okay? Then we go our separate ways.” Lani put her sword in the sheath.

“But what if he captures you?”

“I’m not gonna get captured.” 

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So I really hope you enjoy this.

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So I kinda (really) feel bad about how long it's taking me to write Part 6(5?) so I'm gonna post my new story: Noi's Beanstalk. (I promise I will have Kai and Jasper up soon)

Noi’s Beanstalk

Chapter 1:

Lani swore that giants were real. Sure she had seen many other creatures, large creatures at that. Sure her parents slayed beasts and saved people. But only a few people had ever seen or fought a giant, and they were never seen again. No one knew exactly how big a giant would be and Lani doubted they would ever learn. Lani wanted to know though, after hearing so many stories about them. And to get her parents back.

10 years before

“I will slay all the beasts!” Lani ran at her dad, Riley, with a wooden sword in her hand. “I will slay you! I will save the village from y-hahahahahaha-Pa! Stop! Stop!” Her pa, Roy, tickled her, the sword fell from her hand. Her dad picked her up from behind, “Whoosh!” 

“Dad!” she gripped his wrists.

“Happy 9th birthday Lani!” She blew out the candles and made her wish.

“I wish to be a hero, just like my dads.”

“Guess what flavor!” Roy cut the cake.

“One half lemon, one half chocolate!” Lani bounced in her seat

“How do you do that?!” Riley kissed her forehead, “Happy birthday Lani.” 

“I love you dad and pa.”

“Do you have to go?!” She cried, “Can’t they send someone else?” 

“Yes Lani, but everyone is already there.” Riley stroked her head, “We have to go.”

Roy added on, “It’s the biggest threat we’ve seen so far.”

“As soon as we’re done, we’ll be back.” Riley kissed Lani’s forehead.

The two grabbed their swords and other hero stuff and headed out

Present time

Lani scooped off her hood, she watched as the sun set in the distance. “Lani Jack! How good it is to see you!” The young town wizard, Jay, had said, “What brings you here?” He paused, “You’re here because of the giant tomato and beanstalk! Right this way!” He led her out of his cottage, somehow apparently able to read her mind. “Thank you, Jay.” 

“Woah, I was not expecting it to be that big.” She stared up at the tomato, which was the size of a cottage. “Yeah, it’s huge!” Jay added. Lani’s gaze fell upon the base of the beanstalk, her gaze then travelled up the large stalk. It ended in the clouds. “So when did this appear, again?” 

“The beanstalk: About a week ago. The tomato: This morning.” He stared, “We also have no idea why or exactly where they came from. That’s why we need you!” He pointed up the beanstalk, “You can try up there. No one’s been brave enough to climb it yet, and no one is brave enough to see the beasts that might be up there.”

Lani stared at the giant beanstalk that travelled high into the clouds, this was going to be a long climb. She reached back to make sure her sword was still there, it was. “Good luck!!” Jay yelled from somewhere behind her. She started her ascent. 

She climbed and climbed for what felt like days, though it was probably only hours, at least 12. She passed through a bit of clouds and water vapor. Once through that she stumbled onto……solid ground. She stared up, tall, straight, green trees rose high above her, they kind of looked like grass stalks……That’s exactly what they were. 

Lani realised that these in fact were not trees, but giant blades of grass. “The land of the giants.” She muttered under herself. Okay, giants were definitely larger than she had thought. She climbed one of the grass blades, “Oh, wow.” she stared forward at the giant, no humongous, cottage before her. She turned, a giant garden was to her left. “Oh wow. Found out where the tomato came from.” She started her trek towards the giant cottage.

It was definitely not easy, she repeatedly had to climb the grass to make sure she was getting closer to the cottage. She had no idea what to do when a giant bee landed on a giant flower, yeah she was terrified. Plus she had no plan whatsoever of what she was going to do once at the giant cottage. Also since when did giants live in cottages and have gardens? She had always been told that giants were nasty beasts who lived in caves and ate humans.

She came to a ledge, a stone ledge, that she would have to climb to even be on the same level as the giant door. “Ugh, so much climbing. They do not train us for this.” she muttered breathlessly as she was climbing the ledge. Every once and a while she reached back to make sure her sword was still there. It was still there. Her arms, legs, and core were so sore from the amount of climbing she had had to do. She flopped down on the stone to just take a breather. 

After a few minutes and pieces of jerky, she made her way to the door. There was no way she could reach the doorknob, let alone push open the door. Luckily, she was small enough to sneak under the wooden door. “Holy!”

The inside of the cottage looked how any other cottage would have looked, except like millions of times bigger. Hanging on the walls were dried out herbs, and in jars were spices and more herbs. It smelled cozy and comfortable, ‘No.’ she thought, this was a giant’s house, it couldn’t be cozy. She decided she was going to, ugh, climb the counter, to get a better view.

Her arms ached, her legs ached, her core ached; her whole body ached. Her head was throbbing and she was sweating even though she was so cold. She again stopped for a breather when she was on the countertop. If she could just find a reason why there was a giant beanstalk and tomato down below in her own world, she wouldn’t have to deal with a giant. And possibly learn what happened to her parents.

At first she didn’t notice when the counter slightly trembled. Then it intensified, causing her to shake unintentionally. ‘No, no, no, no, no, no, no!’ Her heart sped up, surely this giant was going to be terrible to her. She reached for her sword and pulled it out of its sheath. She could then hear the thunderous footsteps, as well as feel them. 

A huge being walked into the room, its footsteps knocking her off her feet. Her sword fell with a loud CLANK, too loud for her comfort. She scrambled to pick it back up. The giant turned around, its–

No, his gaze falling upon her trembling body. One moment he was over by the door, the next he was near the counter. He looked like a man, a young man. Long orange hair pulled back into a long braid. He had the smallest bit of facial hair, and beautiful long eyelashes. He had a monocle over his right eye. He also was wearing a soft green sweater and had a giant messenger bag slung over his shoulder. And—he bent down, becoming eye level with Lani.

It was weird, Lani thought giants would look like monsters and wear rags or animal skins. And she definitely did not expect them to live in cottages. She expected them to look like ogres, ugly and terrible. She gripped her sword. She had just noticed how big the actual being before her was, she was only about half the size of his eye. She had also just noticed that his eyes were two different colors. The right one, with the monocle, was bright blue, and the left one was a deep brown.

“Well, this is awkward.” His voice rumbled her bones. She just registered that he had spoken.  Something else she did not expect: he could speak, not just grumble or growl. Also his voice had an accent to it, she just couldn’t figure out what it was.  He seemed very confused, “You’re a huma—agh!” Lani held out her sword and threw it at his monocle. It harmlessly bounced off the surface. She covered her ears as the giant made a sound of exclamation, booming too loudly. 

The giant reached out a hand, it loomed over Lani. She slashed it, it welled with blood, huge droplets half as big as her. One landed directly on her, she was immediately drenched in warm blood. “Plegh.” she spat blood out of her mouth. Even though it probably didn’t hurt the giant, she jammed her sword into his palm. The giant rose up again, showering Lani in his shadow. He plucked the sword from his palm, it broke in his grip, “Whoops.” He muttered, still rumbling Lani’s bones.

She ran. A wall of flesh fell in front of her. Two giant fingers, effortlessly, plucked her from the counter. They held her too tightly, Lani realised that it was probably not on purpose. She squirmed and struggled, but she was already achy and tired, she made no progress. She was brought in front of the giant’s face, or more specifically, the giant’s monocled blue eye. “Wow, one drop of my blood did that.” His voice shook her soul and made her head throb. The giant emitted so much heat, at least Lani was no longer cold.

A giant light blue eye inspected her. Flittering eyelashes behind a monocle. Lani screamed. This was overwhelming. “Agh!” The giant exclaimed, his voice threatening to burst her eardrums. She cried. “Oh gods, please don't cry.” His voice softened, “Please just calm down.”

“D-d-don’t-t eat-t me!” She was terrified. “I don’t w-wanna die!” She sobbed.

The giant brought her away from his face, his expression was one of confusion, which then changed to disgust, she really didn’t like that look on his face “What? Ew, no, why would I do that?”

“You’re a giant, giant’s eat humans!” She paused, “Right?”

“No, we don’t. Plus even if we did, I wouldn’t. I’m vegetarian.” His soft, thunderous voice rang over her head. Ha, a vegetarian giant, there’s no way—she wasn’t dead, it might be true. The giant sighed; a gust of wind ruffled her hair and clothing. 

“I don’t know why you’re here, or why you’re in my house, so I’m just gonna, like, I dunno, relocate you.”

“What?!” she squirmed again. The two giant fingers tightened around her. “I’m a human, not some bug or nasty creature.” The giant turned towards the door and started walking, making Lani very dizzy. “Well I’m not sure what else to do with you.” Lani stared, in an attempt to make eye contact, it made her feel sick. She couldn’t do anything to stop the giant, he overpowered her with a single breath. He could pluck her up with two fingers and his voice shook her bones.

The giant door opened, it was so vast, Lani remembered sneaking under it to get inside. She watched as the giant man easily stepped down the ledge, her head throbbed, thinking about how long it had taken her to climb that ledge. “Um..” the voice above her grumbled. The giant took long strides, distances it would take Lani ages to get across. 

When the giant man bent down, a wave of vertigo hit Lani. “Um, I think I’ll leave you here.” She was lightly dropped onto the ground. She forgot how much her bones ached. “Well, here you go.”

“You can’t just leave me here, not after you tried to kill me!”

“When did I try to kill you?” The giant sounded panicked? Worried? Nope, no way.

“You reached for me! And your blood almost drowned me!”

“Okay, I only reached for you after you threw a sword at my face!” the giant’s voice rose, Lani snapped her hands over her ears. But she could see the giant visibly wince, why was that? “Plus you’re the one who slashed me.”

“You also broke my sword!”

The giant heaved a sigh, the wind knocked Lani off her feet. “Goodbye human.” 

The giant put his colossal hands on his colossal knees, pushed up, and was soon standing at his full height. Lani stood and stared up at him through the grass. He was absolutely terrifying from this angle. She stared at his giant foot not too far away from her, it was large enough to crush a cottage. “Okay, I’m leaving now.” Lani stifled a scream as the giant moved his foot, the ground rumbled, knocking her off her feet, again. 

THUMP THUMP Lani could hear and feel as the giant walked back to the cottage. Though each step lengthened the distance between her and the giant, she could barely stand up without wobbling. Lani warily ran forward, to where the giant had first stepped, the grass was flattened. “Oh my gods.” She stared at the space around her, she could build a house in the footprint. 

She was in desperate need of rest, food, and water. She reached into her pack, “No…” There were only a few pieces of jerky left and just a few drops of water. She also just noticed how much the heat from the giant was keeping her warm. She was also sticky and wet from the giant’s blood that had dropped on her. Plus her clothes were now permanently stained red. 

Luckily, she had no wounds. She reached back almost absently, “NO!” Her sword was gone, she remembered how it had broken in the giant’s fingers. “Ugggh. This just got ten times worse. Waiiiit…” She remembered how big the bee was. If a bee was that big, then the other animals… She didn’t want to  think about it. She needed to head back to the cottage. She needed shelter, she didn’t care how big it was, she did not want to be outside with all the big animals.

She started back.

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gt july day 7 - empathic

(part 1 kind of?? characters originally from this)

Sal was typing an email to a customer who had reached out when their phone buzzed on their desk. Their eyes flicked over to glance at it for a moment, before they decided to finish the email.

It was their partner sending them a breakup text.

Sal's gut twisted slightly as they read the block of text, as they learned that they had apparently become too distant. They sent back a message saying that they fully understood, and that they still wanted to be friends, and their partner agreed to the terms. They felt a little bit better after that.

The whole breakup had been two days ago, and Sal was mostly past it. It hadn't been a super long relationship, and the reason they had been distant recently was due to the fact they felt they were the only one initiating conversation. Plus, it had ended on friendly terms without it becoming a gigantic stressor.

Sal was on break, scrolling through their social media feed while sipping their pop, when they saw a picture of their ex kissing another person. It was posted on the other person's account, but the caption declared that their relationship had started three days ago and they were finally going public with it. Instantly, Sal's stomach dropped and their eyes warmed.

"Hey Sal," Ezra waved with a smile as he walked into the break room. "You'll never guess what Jenni just told me- wait, are you okay?" Sal swallowed, hating how quickly he was able to read them.

"Yeah," they answered, but their voice wavered and gave it all away. Ezra raised an eyebrow.

"You don't need to tell me if you're uncomfortable with that, I can go get Jenni for you." The Lobian stood still, hands clasped in front of him.

"I-" They cleared their throat, wishing their tears would clear from their eyes. "My partner...well, ex partner...they broke up with me two days ago and-" They took another deep breath, shutting their eyes for a moment. "I just found out that they got with someone else before we broke up."

"Oh." Ezra's hands clenched tighter together. "Wow. What an asshole." He sat down beside the human-sized table, getting closer to Sal. "I'm sorry that happened to you. You're so amazing, probably the coolest person I've ever met. I can't believe anyone would ever do that to someone like you." Ezra's hand came down and draped over Sal's back. They didn't flinch, instead leaning into the touch. "I mean- I've had some pretty shitty breakups but that really just takes the shitty breakup cake!" Ezra's voice hinted at anger, but he tried not to show it. Sal chuckled slightly.

"Thanks, Ezra." They replied. "I-I know it's hard to be here for you sometimes. I really appreciate you having my back."

"Yeah, of course." Ezra turned away for a moment, hiding his blushing face from Sal. "Listen, if you ever want to, I don't know, go grab a drink or something after work with me-"

"Honestly a drink sounds pretty good right about now." Sal chuckled again, shoulders shaking. "Usually I go with Jenni, but she's really excited about getting engaged. Plus, she's trying to quit." Ezra smiled brightly, looking at Sal again.

"You let me know when, and I'll take you. I know some pretty good bars around here with multi-size seating." He replied.

"Thanks again, Ezra." Sal sniffled gently. "You-"

"-are my friend and you care about me, Ezra." He finished their sentence, imitating their voice. He smiled again, one of his fingers moving to rest on their shoulder. Sal smiled, eyes a little glossy. "I know you'd do the same for me. Plus, I really empathize with a shitty breakup that feels world-ending." Sal nodded.

"How about tomorrow? For drinks?" They proposed. "Jenni's got me helping her pick out flowers tonight, but I'm free tomorrow."

"Tomorrow sounds great."

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gt July day 6 - pain

(featuring two new characters oooh! drawn here without her piercings btw)

Rosa loved flying high above the city she lived in. She loved letting her wings catch the air and letting it take her where it drifted, loved the freedom that came with no longer being petrified of someone seeing her like she had once been when she lived with her father. The air was far less fresh than it was out in the woods, and sometimes food was harder to find, but she loved how different it all felt.

She was flying lower than she normally did, forgetting about the things her father had warned her about, when she spotted a glint out of the corner of her eye. With a flap of her pink wings, she redirected herself to get a closer look and-

SMACK

A sharp pain shot up from her arms and her ribs ached painfully. Rosa groaned, now grounded. She rubbed her head, slowly sitting up only to realize she had smacked right into a window. Perhaps her father was right to warn her about her inability to see glass, and maybe she was stupid to forget about that one thing. Luckily, she could see the glint that caught her attention, and found it was a necklace sitting on the other side of the window. She stared at it, pupils dilating while she thought about taking it back to her home. A human hand came down into her view and grabbed the necklace, and she followed it up and up until she saw the human's face. Though Rosa's entire body ached with the pain of smacking right into a window, she was entrapped by the beauty of the human's jewelry. She wore shiny onyx earrings, and a slim wire protruded from some sort of device in her ears. The wire went up, over, and behind her ear. She had two silver circles poking out from either side of her bottom lip, and a ring that went right through her nose. Without warning, the human opened the window. Rosa shifted back a little, wincing from the pain.

"Are you hurt?" The human asked, looking worried. There was no shock, just pure worry for Rosa. The avian nodded, and she was scooped up by two hands. Rosa marveled at the way her nails were colored black and shone in the sunlight. Rosa slid off of her soft palms and onto the windowsill inside the house. "Sit here, I'll go get you something for the pain."